And we'll go a-kidnapping Orihime today~ [Complete]
Characters: Orihime, Gin
Content: Gin needs a Healer. Clearly, this means he should snatch up a certain redheaded ryoka on her way to heal a friend.
Location: the streets of Manhattan, wherever they end up
Time of day: mid-morning
Warnings: a creepy shinigami who never stops smiling, kidnapping
Trusty sturdy baseball bat in hand, Orihime slipped out of the apartment, a note on the table informing her roommates that she'd gone to see Sado-kun. She wasn't sure that Chad would want to worry his friends and had left out mention of his probable injury. Orihime was surprised and concerned that he had even asked for help, since while he would accept it if offered, the stoic boy rarely asked for anything. The redhead hoped he was alright; if he wasn't, she was determined to fix that.
She watched her breath form a cloud in front of her face. Even bundled up tightly, the girl was not too happy with the weather, particularly in light of the failing heat lately. The lack of food did bother her far more, she admitted with a baleful glance at her stomach as she willed it not to growl. Thankfully, she didn't see any crabs. Orihime couldn't remember whether the cold amplified or deadened sound, but the silence permeating the air would almost have seemed foreboding, if she weren't too focused on her friend's well-being to notice much of her surroundings beyond keeping an eye out for the poisonous creatures.
Content: Gin needs a Healer. Clearly, this means he should snatch up a certain redheaded ryoka on her way to heal a friend.
Location: the streets of Manhattan, wherever they end up
Time of day: mid-morning
Warnings: a creepy shinigami who never stops smiling, kidnapping
Trusty sturdy baseball bat in hand, Orihime slipped out of the apartment, a note on the table informing her roommates that she'd gone to see Sado-kun. She wasn't sure that Chad would want to worry his friends and had left out mention of his probable injury. Orihime was surprised and concerned that he had even asked for help, since while he would accept it if offered, the stoic boy rarely asked for anything. The redhead hoped he was alright; if he wasn't, she was determined to fix that.
She watched her breath form a cloud in front of her face. Even bundled up tightly, the girl was not too happy with the weather, particularly in light of the failing heat lately. The lack of food did bother her far more, she admitted with a baleful glance at her stomach as she willed it not to growl. Thankfully, she didn't see any crabs. Orihime couldn't remember whether the cold amplified or deadened sound, but the silence permeating the air would almost have seemed foreboding, if she weren't too focused on her friend's well-being to notice much of her surroundings beyond keeping an eye out for the poisonous creatures.